7 Deadly Sins

OXYGEN ENVY
the green-eyed monster, devouring souls with hatred
sin's overflow this earth, instead of faith so sacred.
jealousy is the evil-power, controlling the common-folk
but you dont have to have everything, you want to hold.
your stuck in a 'grudge' like sarah michelle gellar
malicousness holding you deep with-in like a storm cellar.
you crave somthing, it will leave your heart empty
broken and cut, till you realize that the scars-envy.

PHADE ANGER
i exist...
as red mist, when a tech spits I hold it and shoot it
if you 'could just kill a man' chances are i told you to do it
see anger and scorn can drive you to insanity's door
but when me and pride collide, irrationality's formed
we cloud your vision, with knowledge that you're bound to listen
told you them dudes disrepectin you and how to kill em
I'm the best of the sins, obey me and you'll feel better within
that feelin in your stomach? oh that's regret kickin in

IDEAL PRIDE
No questions imbedded within, mentioned as the deadliest sin
Cus im where listening ends, right before the lessons begin
Not a typical home wrecker, but have a home wrecked with ease
moneys the root of all evil, and guess whos spreading the seed
For a second, just breathe, and reckon the message that im supplying
when a dude's screwin your boo, ill say where the weapon is lying
Waste a second on crying? theres nothing good that weeping will do
when u say "fuck the loves in my life" thats when ill be here for you

INN DEPPTH GLUTTONY
i pratice the method of gluttony, fat free foods aint touchin me
devour everything on halloween, spit out the pumpkin seeds
stomach full of various meats, shirt wet from sippin the brew
drank kool aid for two days, drowsy, lazy.. & lips are blue
each hand holds a brownie, this fudge is just sinful
and if i could, id innovate, taste the puss in a pimple
go to the club see how my pork grinds, feeling empty
orc mind, eyes scout the stage.. i need to eat an mc

PALE GREED
Drivin you to want what’s not yours, Give me your wallet, your cash, your life/
Survivin behind the darkest of doors, Give me your bracelet, your stash, your wife/
Directin you to feed your need to Receive, Give me your whip, your shirt, your kicks/
Collectin wit speed what ya concede to leave, Give me your grip, your dessert, your bricks/
Creatin ways to increase your income, Give me your cheers, your careers, your dreams/
Debatin for days how to get me some, Give me your fears, your tears, your screams/
Makin ya always want to get some more, Give me your mind, your body, your soul/
Takin ya'lls pay even if it means goin to war, Give me your time, your melody, your control

SHRED CONTRACT LUST
I override choice, the poison in the soft and moist
The rapist’s sickness, the calm once the victim’s lost her voice
I am love’s substitute, the reason women fear men
Tycoons who covet loot, the need of the deaf to hear again
Emcees that rather than breed spend weeks to rock shit right
They need to breathe the glowing dust that wreathes the spotlit mic
Lust: the rust on the hinges of trust, the drive to bust nuts
Sex survey pie chart crust/natural selection's thrust I'm a must

MALPHUNXION SLOTH
Rhymes laid waste to a slug's challenge...
My mind is lazy and unbalanced, sides misshapen with love talons
While my face is a rough callous, my eyes don't stray from the drug chalice
I happen to move at the speed of slow, on huge maps of weaving roads
Caught a head cold like my doo rag's the evening snow...
But who cares, right? Huh, I'm too fat to even know
With a thought process that hardly strays from the non-truth
You could fast-forwad these slow motions, but my body language is on mute
At the end of the proverbial rope my life is lined by a threadbare
And I'm going to Hell, but Satan'll be dead by the time that I get there